Chapter 250 Swordsmanship is such an inconvenience
Chapter 250 Is swordsmanship such an inconvenience?
On Xuankong Mountain, Sun Jian, who went down the mountain with a sword to slay demons, went back up the mountain, accompanied by Mrs. Hu who was full of curiosity.
The mother and son had been living at the foot of the Wuyi Mountains for many years, but later Taoists from Xuankong Mountain traveled around the world and discovered that Sun Jian had extremely powerful spiritual talents, so they took Sun Jian to the mountains to practice.
Sun Jian originally wanted to take his mother up the mountain with him, but although he was extremely talented at that time, he was not included in the gate wall of Xuankong Mountain, so there was no way to take his mother directly to Xuankong Mountain, leaving only a jade pendant.
Well, some time ago, the magic spell on the jade pendant suddenly broke. Sun Jian went down the mountain to Wuyi Mountain in a state of uneasiness. Only then did he find that his mother was targeted by a tiger at the foot of Wuyi Mountain and almost died in the mountain.
If he hadn't been rescued by a knight from the world, he would have almost died in the mountains.
Feeling happy and frightened in his heart, he took his mother back to Xuankong Mountain.
With his current status, bringing his family to Xuankong Mountain is not a big problem.
He didn't want his mother to stay in that area of Wuyi Mountains. Although he had swept the entire area of Wuyi Mountains after experiencing this incident, he found no monsters and only found a few caves left by monsters.
.
It seems that those demons were all killed by the heroic and righteous figure from the Buddhist lineage back then, but even if the area was temporarily safe, Sun Jian still didn't want his mother to continue at the foot of the mountain.
There had been an accident, but he didn't expect someone to come to the rescue in every accident.
He has also seen the head of the tiger at the foot of the Wuyi Mountains. Now he may not be the opponent of that tiger, not to mention that there are many monsters in the mountains.
Therefore, he specially brought his mother to Hanging Mountain and lived in the relevant area.
He felt extremely grateful to the young hero who took action. Unfortunately, he waited in that area for several days but found nothing much.
He could only ask his mother to dictate and draw a portrait related to the young man. If he traveled around the world in the future, he would meet or repay the brothers from Xuankong Mountain.
Sun Jian also knew something about these knights who traveled around the world.
Xuankong Mountain also has senior brothers who come down to the mountain all year round to perform heroic deeds and kill demons. These characters often leave their deeds in various places and do not seek rewards.
But Sun Jian didn't care whether others wanted to repay him or not. He had to repay him anyway.
The unknown person who was suspected of being a Buddhist had given him such a great help, and he must repay it. This kindness must not just remain in words.
"Junior Brother Sun, I will take care of the matters related to Mrs. Hu's settlement. You'd better report the relevant matters to the elders."
A Taoist priest who was responsible for secular matters came over and took away the documents related to Mrs. Hu.
Sun Jian brought his mother here and asked her to stay in Xuankong Mountain.
But it is not that he is nameless and statusless, but that his identity documents and other documents have to be moved to Kyoto and he will become a figure in Kyoto from then on. Therefore, the procedures are cumbersome and quite complicated.
These were the rules set by Taizu back then. Sects that did not abide by the rules were basically beaten up, just to implement the relevant laws of Daxia.
Now, hundreds of years have passed, most areas under the sky have returned to their previous appearance. It is still difficult for people to move and settle in various places, but if there are figures related to the sect in charge, it will be very easy. It can only be said that history is a cycle.
Given Xuankongshan’s status, it doesn’t matter if we don’t do these things, but Xuankongshan is relatively conservative and was a staunch royalist back then.
Although it is just a simple process now, Xuankongshan will still follow it.
Sun Jian nodded and looked up at the main peak, which was suspended above the sky and had already submerged into the clouds.
From time to time, there are people walking on the mountain peaks with swords, crossing the horizon, creating a fairy scene.
Sun Jian climbed up the steps step by step, and soon he was submerged in the clouds. During the climb, he looked sideways at the top of the mountain, and a city like Kyoto was still grand in his eyes.
But in his eyes, the countless people walking on the land of Kyoto were like ants, more like tiny dots.
Living here all year round, with an open mind and a vast artistic conception, I can naturally cultivate an extraordinary temperament.
It seems that this place is not in the human world, but in the heaven.
The experience of walking in the human world is like a phantom, so unreal. Only this mountain peak, which is always suspended in the sky, seems so majestic.
"It's very strange. It makes people feel infinite emotions and makes them feel like they are in a fairyland, right?"
The elder's steady and powerful voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
Sun Jian nodded, then shook his head.
"No matter how much this place looks like a fairyland, I am still a human being. I am not yet a fairy, and I will not be in the future."
Thinking of the various sights I saw along the way from Kyoto to Jiangnan West Road using formations quickly, the people in Apple's world were dressed in shabby clothes and even full of patched people.
The deceitful businessmen, the dark and inhuman officialdom, the earth where demons walk everywhere, living in the sky, Ganoderma lucidum everywhere, fairy grass everywhere, the Xuankong Mountain that is always shrouded in clouds and mist looks so quiet, natural and makes people feel
I want to stay on this mountain peak forever and don't want to go down.
Sun Jian would occasionally have such thoughts, but he would soon kill them.
He thought of the crowds of people who sold their sons and daughters on the road, the withered bones of people who starved to death and were picked up by wild dogs on the roadside, and the man named Sun who was partially related to him in the Wuyi Mountains at that time.
Hao's clan uncle.
"Didn't you bring your mother here too?"
"I brought her here so that she can enjoy the peace and stability here, but at the same time, I am not satisfied with just that. When I really learn to go down the mountain, maybe I will clean up the filth in front of me..."
"But the world is so vast, how can you clean it up? Who cares if you do these things? No one cares."
Sun Jian's eyes were firm and he slowly shook his head.
"Elder, you can't look at it like this."
"Many people may not care about the great people in the clouds, and neither may the people who live in the palace that never falls."
"They are just a group of people wallowing in the mud, why would they care? What they care about is the rise and fall of the empire, and the inheritance of the empire.
"What they care about is that their lifelong philosophy can be carried forward and put into practice. What they care about is the battle report at the northern border. As for a group of people struggling to survive in the mud, they don't care."
"But I care!"
Sun Jian looked directly at the elder who stood in the clouds, as if he was about to fly away at any moment, and spoke word by word.
"My mother cares, and my uncle who died in the Wuyi Mountains cares."
"Although I live in a fairyland on earth, I have never forgotten that I am also a person struggling to survive in the dawn. I have never been a fairy looking down on the world."
The elder said nothing, looking into the distance with his eyes, as if he was listening, but he seemed not to be listening.
Sun Jian thought that his answer was not satisfactory to the elder. He said apologetically: "Elder, my soul is not pure enough. I have never been able to cut off the world of mortals. Therefore, I cannot practice the Feixian Sword. It is because my qualifications are too poor."
"If that doesn't work, go find the Taoist who has understood the Three Lives of the Supreme Being. Perhaps he is the most suitable person to inherit the Taoist lineage of Xuankong Mountain."
The elder shook his head and finally withdrew his gaze to the horizon. He looked at the slightly uneasy but sincere disciple and said with a smile, "Do you think you are wrong?"
"Am I right? The Flying Immortal Sword Technique itself is to escape from the world of mortals and not be stained by a trace of the worldly atmosphere. Therefore, the disciples of Xuankong Mountain all practice on the Xuankong Mountain. This environment promotes the mastery of the Feixian Sword Technique."
"My Feixian swordsmanship has not progressed as I expected. It has completely ruined my swordsmanship. Maybe I am not suitable for this swordsmanship."
The elder, who was wearing a Taoist robe that fluttered in the wind, and whose white beard and hair gave him a fairy-like temperament, laughed incomprehensibly.
"Is the Flying Immortal Sword Technique so inconvenient?"
"If we say that we are not stained by the world of mortals, and that we are not stained by dust, Xuankong Mountain does not count at all, it is just an appearance.
"For so many disciples, what is their daily food, clothing, housing and transportation that is not derived from the world of mortals, from the human world?
"There are so many barriers and gaps between immortals and mortals. They have never penetrated deeply into the mortal world. How can they escape from the mortal world and become transcendent and refined?"
Sun Jian cheered up a bit, but his expression quickly turned bitter.
"Master, stop comforting me, why don't you go find that Taoist disciple?
"I heard senior brothers and others discuss that the Taoist disciple who was able to practice the Taishang Three Lives Method must have understood the future and this life, and broken the mystery of the womb. His practice will definitely make a thousand miles.
"I don't know how much better than someone like me who started practicing cultivation after adulthood and spent several years to reach the realm of true essence. It is absolutely suitable for him to be the Taoist disciple and inherit the Taoist lineage."
The contemporary elders of Xuankong Mountain smiled and said nothing.
"You have said that the senior has broken the mystery of the womb and clearly understood the past and present lives. If he wants to come back, he will come back naturally. There is no need for us to find him. If he doesn't want to come back, we will spend a lot of time and energy to find it.
Even if I look for it, I can’t find it.”
Sun Jian felt that it made sense, but seeing the lazy smile on his master's face and the book of stories about ghosts, ghosts and ghosts that he had kept in his hand from the beginning of the conversation to now, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Master, you are simply lazy, so you don't want to do this."
"Nonsense! Can this be called laziness as a teacher? This is called Taoism. Everything should be done according to one's heart and not overstep the rules. If you haven't practiced Taoism and don't understand, just keep practicing swordsmanship!"
"What about my mother's side?"
"There is a cooked food Taoist who will handle this matter. You don't need to worry about it. It's just a pair of chopsticks. Go ahead and don't disturb your practice as a teacher."
…
Jiangnan West Road, Jiujiang County.
At a pier under the jurisdiction of the Qinggang, Yang You, who is thin but still has a large frame, is trying hard to carry a big bag on the pier.
As a disciple of the Youth Gang, he did not have tattoos on his skin, fight with people every day, or drink and gamble in his spare time like in later novels and movies.
On the contrary, most of the disciples of the Qing Gang have legitimate jobs. Only when their jobs are threatened, the male leaders or incense owners of each branch will gather a crowd to make noise together, take back the jobs they want to lose, and occupy their territory.
That kind of time is rare. Most of the time, I carry big bags on the dock every day, and then receive the corresponding wages from the relevant foreman.
Gang members in other people's eyes: fighting and killing every day, showing no knowledge or skills.
Real gang members: carry big bags at the dock every day, and lie down at home in their free time.
Those who can walk cats and dogs, drink, gamble and fight with others every day are more likely to be rich kids in the city and gang members from poor families. But they don’t have the time and thought to fight and kill, and the medical expenses are not enough.
Paid.
And fights can really kill people. People get injured and get sick in fights, but they don’t have good medical care.
I have to rely on my body to carry it, and I am not even willing to buy medicine.
Fights are often forced because members of other gangs come to take away their original business and occupy their territory.
"Huh, if you work harder and work harder for a year, you can save twenty taels of silver and you can buy a good wife from the dental shop. Then you can get married and have children, and the blood of the old Yang family has not been cut off.
In my hand."
After carrying another round of large bags, and taking a break, Yang You held on to the wooden box with the ice talisman attached to it. On the top of the wooden box was written seafood - blue melon seeds in Daxia's official script.
But Yang You didn't recognize them, and he didn't bother to distinguish the words. He only knew that these goods were very precious, and one piece could be enough for him to get married and have children, but he couldn't touch these things.
During his break, he just imagined that he could buy a wife from the dental shop.
"I heard that there was a flood in a small county under the jurisdiction of Jiujiang County. Many people came to the city to visit relatives, and many people sold their bodies at Yahang. Maybe the price will be lower in the past two months. If you have time after work, you have to pay
Go over and take a look."
Yang You was thinking, and not far away, in a built wooden house, a middle-aged strong man pushed the door open and came out.
Yang You quickly stood up, bowed and said: "Master Yang!"
"You kid, you already told me that you don't have to call me my job title when you're at work. We're all the same, we're all the same."
Although he said this, Master Yang was obviously very happy to hear it.
He pointed at Yang You and the two men beside Yang You who were also thin but relatively strong, and looked at the piled wooden boxes piled next to Yang You.
After distinguishing the words above, the middle-aged man squinted his eyes slightly and clicked his jaw twice unnoticeably.
Pointing to the row of boxes next to Yang You, he said: "The goods in this row are damaged. If such precious goods are damaged, they will not meet the requirements of the relevant nobles. Move them to my house.
Don't let these bad things stain the eyes of noble people."
Yang You was stunned for a moment. The row of boxes was neat, intact, and brand new.
However, the two men beside him started without hesitation, picked up the two boxes and moved them into the middle-aged man's house. They both had smiles on their faces and thanked them as they smiled.
"Thank you Altar Master for your appreciation!"
"Thank you Altar Master."
Yang You was ignorant, but he also knew not to say ignorant words at this time, so he moved with him. After moving, he was about to leave when he was grabbed by the older man.
But they saw the middle-aged strong man looking at them with a smile, taking out three taels of silver from his arms and throwing it into their hands.
"No, take the flowers!"
"Thank you Altar Master!"
Yang You was confused, and it took him a long time to finally come to his senses.
"Is this a benefit for me?"
Touching the one tael of silver in his arms, he couldn't believe it.
Just for moving a few boxes, he was given one tael of silver, which was almost equivalent to one month's wages.
After work, he felt dizzy.
In the past, he worked honestly. Although he had heard some colleagues talk about this, he had never really experienced it.
He has always believed that only hard work and hard work can change oneself. After experiencing it personally today, he was a little confused by the huge change.
When he walked into the familiar alleyway, Yang You suddenly froze for a moment and held his hand tightly in his arms.
A man with an iron mask was standing quietly in the alleyway.